The agents and their asset drove through the highway, the headlights gleaming in the dark. The agents had swapped tactical gear for suits and ties, for their FBI cover story. Everyone was silent, save for Credence Clearwater Revival's "Fortunate Son" playing quietly on the radio. Martinez drove while Mason rode shotgun, Olivia in the back.

Olivia swung her legs, her feet kicking against the seat. "Soooo.... is there some plan to this? Or are we just winging it?" she asked, looking around to rest her gaze on each of the agents. "I mean, wouldn't it be suspicious that I show up JUST as FBIs come into town?"

"Our plan is for you to infiltrate the shifters, give us updates, and then step aside as we pump them full of lead!" Hernandez said. "We only kill them if they kill someone else." Mason replied, slightly irritated. "Yeah, what he said." Hernandez scoffed.

Olivia bobbed her head a little. "Ok ok... soo... what do you want me to do just walk in and yell that I'm a shifter and see if anyone comes?" she asked, sarcasm thick in her voice. "Don't you want me to do recon first and find out who's who in the school before actually interacting with them?"

Olivia rolled her eyes. "Gee thanks genius," she said. "I'll just strip them naked and see what I find. I'll get right on that." Olivia laid her head against the door, watching the trees zip by.

Misty bobbed her head. "My brother was that insufferable idiot," she said. "He doesn't always understand that not everyone is as enamored by him as he is." She blew out a breath, the grass swishing beneath her hooves as she walked. Misty looked back. "Are you coming?"

A single man in black tactical gear lay on top of a nearby building, eyeing the teenager that has left the building. "Convict 1 has left the workplace. Wind speeds are high, so the first shot might not connect. Be ready to storm her position." the man radioed in. He aimed his M24 sniper rifle at his target, trying to account for the wind direction. His suppressor meant that would be using sub-sonic rounds, and their heavier weight could help with the higher winds. He centered his scope on the back of his target's head. He held his breath to steady his aim. He finger pulled the trigger, a muffled cough sounding from his gun, just as a large gust of wind shook him slightly. "Shit!" he cursed as his shot missed, striking a sedan's tire.

Mason and Martinez dropped Olivia off at her house. "A far as we can tell, shifters can sense other shifters. Just act normal at school, and don't be alarmed by a visit from men in suits." Mason told her. "Have a good evening, asset."The SUV drove off, leaving the girl behind.

Vivi frowned a bit, but then signed. Her muscles relaxed a bit. "Fine stupid horse, take me to your place." She followed her to a pretty sketchy looking place that looked really similar. She stopped. "I don't like this place. Are you sure you even know where we are going?"

Wing skidded to a halt as a human girl hurtled past him. He took just a moment to look in the direction she came from, spotting the shots that slammed into the trees around him before he raced after her. *Whatever they are after her for, she needs help. And she has a certain scent to her...* Wing fell into step with the girl, nipping her heels and trying to get her to notice him.

Misty shook her mane out, still behind the tree line before shifting, becoming a tall, dark haired girl with deep brown eyes. "It will be ok Vivi," Clarissa said. "How about this. You come inside and have some food and get some new clothes and if you dont like it," she paused. "Then you can go. Just like that."

The Division sniper noticed the wolf running alongside the girl."Second shifter has been located. Get Archangel 4 to begin an attack." Archangel 4 was the name of an AC-130 gunship that had been circling the area. The vehicle began to fire its 30mm Bushmaster machine gun into the forest, tearing the trees into shreds.

Vivi stepped back, her eyes filled with fear as she saw her real form. She took another couple of steps until she tripped, when she tripped she went back to her human form. She removed her gray hair from her eyes as she stood back up now being able to see her full face. "It's you!" She pointed at her.

Shadow crashed through the brush and howled. *Go!* he barked at Wing. *I'll lead them away!* Shadow turned and growled, his raised hackles making him appear twice as big, his front teeth bared in a ferocious snarl. *Come and get me* he taunted from his head.

Clarissa's head jerked back at the sudden change, her eyebrows drawing together in confusion. "Vivi? What's wrong?" she asked.

"Omega 2, this is Archangel 4." the gunship radioed. "We have 3 confirmed shifters. We're using the SDMs."The ground team stopped pursuit, and retreated to the town to cease the civil unrest.The AC-130 fired some of it's AGM-176 Girffin missiles at the wooded area. If the shifters survived half the forest exploding, they'd either be crafty or extremely lucky.

Shadow let out a growl as the people retreated. *I hope Wing gets to the tunnel fast enough* he thought, a sharp pang of fear for his friend running through his chest. Shadow snarled and steeled his resolve before running right after the soldiers, the ground pounding beneath his paws.

Clarissa's mind whirled as she attempted to place where she could have met this girl. Then all of a sudden a flash of silver flitted through her mind. "Viv... Vivian?" she asked. "I thought I would never see you again. We looked everywhere for months! When they said you left I panicked when I couldn't find you."